Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1025: I can detoxify

All of a sudden, some neighbors who were skeptical at first also exploded.

Wu Wei staggered even more, and almost passed out: "You... Xiaoxue, what are you talking about?"

Han Luoxue just lowered her head and said nothing.

"Everyone heard it."

"A whore, for a man, she even killed her own father."

"Hang her up."

"Kill it, burn it to death, send it to the temple, and judge this bitch."

The neighbors were furious and roared loudly.

"No, not possible."

Wu Wei knew that her daughter was definitely not that kind of person, and she also had a faint feeling in her heart that the little mute who left would never do such a thing.

"Xiaoxue, is someone forcing you?"

Wu Wei approached and said loudly.

Han Luoxue lowered her head and didn't say a word.

Someone next to him yelled loudly again: "The little **** is too ruthless. She poisoned and killed her own father for that little dumb who attracts bees and butterflies. She is no longer worthy of being in charge of the 'Tingxue Tavern'. Old man Han has a secret message." , will definitely hand over the tavern to Dachun..."

"Yes, Dachun has contributed a lot to the tavern these years, and Lao Han treats him like his own son!" Someone else echoed.

Wu Wei was very upset.

She had just lost her husband, and now she was told that her daughter was the murderer...In an instant, for her, the sky fell and the earth fell.

"Mother, don't get angry, don't worry, don't worry, everything is up to me, I will take care of it..."

Ran Zhichun quickly went up to support Wu Wei, and said in a low voice, "It must be the fault of that little mute. Don't worry, I will definitely keep Xiaoxue."

Speaking, he turned around and said loudly: "Neighbors, listen to me, this matter is all a private matter of my Han family, please let me handle it..."

"You deal with it?"

"Can you be the head of the Han family?"

"That's right, you're just a adopted son, so it's useless to talk now."

In the crowd, someone said loudly.

"Of course I can be the master. When my father was alive, he said with his own mouth that he wanted to betroth Xiaoxue to me and hand over the Han family tavern to me. Now that my father has passed away, what I said is just It can represent the Han family..."

Ran Zhichun defended loudly.

"Is there any evidence?"

"That's right, why should I believe you?"

I don't know who it is, but it has been in the crowd, constantly and loudly questioning.

This voice can always accurately hit the biggest question in everyone's heart.

"My mother was there at the time. If you don't believe me, you can ask her." Ran Zhichun said, then turned to Wu Wei and said, "Mother, tell them, is that so?"

You whispered: "Mother, deal with it first, otherwise, Xiaoxue will not be able to keep."

Wu Wei's heart has long been confused, and she nodded quickly when she heard the words, and said: "Yes, it is like this, Lao Han... said it."

"Do you believe me now?"

Ran Zhichun said.

The neighbors stopped talking now.

On Ran Zhichun's face, there was a flash of pride in the success of the plot.

He was about to say something when he suddenly saw a figure and was taken aback.

"You..."

He looked in the direction of the backyard gate.

I saw a young man in white uniform walking in slowly.

It's a little dumb.

He's back?

He dared to come back.

"Catch him."

Ran Zhichun reacted instantly and said loudly.

Several figures jumped out of the crowd in an instant, and rushed towards the boy in white.

Bang bang bang.

Fly back again.

Fall hard to the ground.

"You..."

When Han Luoxue saw the boy in white, he was surprised, happy, angry and suspicious. He stood up abruptly and said, "Why are you back? You... hurry up."

She knew very well in her heart that her father's death had absolutely nothing to do with the little mute.

She had vaguely guessed what was going on.

But she couldn't say it.

"You...you bastard, how dare you beat someone?"

Ran Zhichun took a step back, and said: "You have hurt my father, and you dare to come back, who gave you the courage..."

Lin Beichen saw Father Han lying in the coffin in the mourning hall.

The old man with a kind face was lying quietly in the coffin, his expression was calm, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he seemed to be faintly worried about his wife and daughter, but he could no longer protect them from the wind and rain... ...

After all, it is still a step late.

Lin Beichen's heart ached for a while.

He came to the coffin and looked at Han Li's face, as if he remembered how the old man took care of him during the short ten days together.

Who would have thought that Ran Zhichun, a **** who was about to starve to death on the street, was taken in by the Han family and saved his life, would be so frantic?

"Go quickly."

Han Luoxue rushed over, trying to push Lin Beichen out.

No matter what, the tavern girl did not believe that Lin Beichen was responsible for her father's death.

Lin Beichen stood still.

He raised his right index finger and wrote stroke by stroke in the void.

A faint flame remained on the fingertips, turning into writing in the air.

"I'm here, don't worry."

He gently pressed Han Luoxue's shoulder.

Then looked at Wu Wei again, and said, "Mother, I didn't murder Dad, and Xiaoxue was not the murderer. She said that just now because she was forced to do so, because Ran Zhichun squirted into your body just like Dad. The same poisonous."

Wu Wei was taken aback.

Han Luoxue's delicate body trembled slightly.

Exactly.

The reason why she was charged with murder just now was because Ran Zhichun told her the moment she approached that Wu Wei's body was still poisonous.

If you don't get the antidote, you will vomit blood and die like Father Han in an hour.

Having lost her father, she can no longer watch her mother die.

As long as she cooperates with Ran Zhichun, the other party promises to detoxify Wu Wei.

Unexpectedly, Lin Beichen could tell at a glance.

"How do you know?"

Han Luoxue asked in shock.

Lin Beichen wrote: "I can speak with lips."

Can you lip talk?

Of course not.

He can lip talk ass.

Because he has been able to understand the language of this world after days of adaptation and the teaching of the literacy app—even though he can't speak it yet.

It is reasonable for a deaf-mute to know how to speak lips.

"You... nonsense, dumb, you spitting blood." Ran Zhichun's expression changed in surprise, and he accused sharply, then looked at Han Luoxue with threats in his eyes, and said, "Xiaoxue, tell me yourself, can you tell me?" Think clearly, don't talk nonsense..."

"I..."

Han Luoxue glared at Ran Zhichun, but was wary of the poison in Wu Wei's body.

"Don't worry."

Lin Beichen wrote in the air with his fingertips, and said, "I can cure the poison in my old lady's body."

Han Luoxue took a look at Lin Beichen, and immediately chose to believe it.

"It's him, the **** Ran Zhichun, who told me just now that he poisoned my mother's body. I was forced to admit that I poisoned my father together with the little mute. Human beast, my father must have been killed by you."

Han Luoxue pointed at Ran Zhichun and stared angrily.

"You... Xiaoxue, you are crazy. When you see this little white face, you dare to grab and bite. You are really stunned by him, you... ah."

Ran Zhichun let out a scream before he finished speaking.

But Lin Beichen moved his body and appeared in front of him like a ghost, kicking directly broke two of his kneecaps.

"Come on, kneel in front of Father Han's spiritual tablet and repent."

Lin Beichen dragged his hair, pulling him over like a dead dog, and made him kneel in front of the coffin.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Ran Zhichun screamed, his face twisted and deformed.

The broken bone stubble bears the weight of the body, and the knees that are blurred with flesh and blood, the great pain is like a burning fire, making Ran Zhichun scream until his voice is hoarse.

At this time, the neighbors in the surrounding neighborhood came back to their senses.

"Killer."

"The little mute is going to kill someone, he is framing Dachun."

In the crowd, those familiar voices reappeared, instigating and bewitching everyone, constantly fanning the flames.

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Don't burn it, take a breath, and continue to code words